My body tingles at the command, and I slowly peel myself off the bed, swaying on my heels as I reach for the leather collar and belt he's laid out. I buckle the collar around my throat, letting the leather bite just enough, then cinch the belt low on my hips. "Mama bo tvoja kurba, ljubček. Oblečena v usnje in čipke, pripravljena, da me raztrgaš." I trail a finger down the strap before turning to face him, my heels clicking on the floor.